Submissions by 1Docmcruz (PoetCruz)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Even on days when I am speechless I will always find a way to be quoted I like things raw & love to touch topics ppl shy from My style is ever changing & consistently as powerful as it can be gentle
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jan 2019 7:15pm
12th Jan 2019 7:15pm
Mosaic
Women
We skies,
our palette sunrise.
Paint and pardon in our handle grains
watercolor wishes to handle pains.
We woke
by brawn brush stroke.
Recover our imaginations
with amethyst affirmations.
Don’t need validation we WILL canvas.
We are divine designs,
drawn like Giotto's perfect circle
in our sister’s embrace.
We can reach the man on the moon
and color Mona Lisa’s face.
We...
We skies,
our palette sunrise.
Paint and pardon in our handle grains
watercolor wishes to handle pains.
We woke
by brawn brush stroke.
Recover our imaginations
with amethyst affirmations.
Don’t need validation we WILL canvas.
We are divine designs,
drawn like Giotto's perfect circle
in our sister’s embrace.
We can reach the man on the moon
and color Mona Lisa’s face.
We...
#women
#art
#feminism
405 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Dec 2018 00:14am
14th Dec 2018 00:14am
Our Racist Government Our Silent People
I am here today because I am tired of living in fear
I know now why they didn’t want to give me their names…
Why they tucked in their crosses
Sacrificed to prevent losses
Turned their family tree into plywood
“JUDE JUDIN!!!!”
I heard a Nazi knock on a Jew door
Their hearts beat so loud in their minds they thought the SS could hear them
But it was the “faucet running “…Anne Frank
And they just stood there because they saw what happens when people start running
I heard the threatening phone call Malcolm X’s...
I know now why they didn’t want to give me their names…
Why they tucked in their crosses
Sacrificed to prevent losses
Turned their family tree into plywood
“JUDE JUDIN!!!!”
I heard a Nazi knock on a Jew door
Their hearts beat so loud in their minds they thought the SS could hear them
But it was the “faucet running “…Anne Frank
And they just stood there because they saw what happens when people start running
I heard the threatening phone call Malcolm X’s...
#politics
#racism
307 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Nov 2018 5:57pm
27th Nov 2018 5:57pm
Tasting Metaphor
Be my new chapter
Let me taste your Metaphors
Ligature literature
Into submission x rated edition
Let me read between your lines
Don’t get stuck on 69
I’ma page turner
I’ve bent spines like paperbacks
Wrote happy endings in volumes
Had to muffle her volume 😏
F*ck “50 Shades”
My climax is simile
Smile like “50 Sheets of Saturation” 💦
Alliteration
make you lick your ...bookmark
Mid Masturbation,
moan manuscript, like...
Let me taste your Metaphors
Ligature literature
Into submission x rated edition
Let me read between your lines
Don’t get stuck on 69
I’ma page turner
I’ve bent spines like paperbacks
Wrote happy endings in volumes
Had to muffle her volume 😏
F*ck “50 Shades”
My climax is simile
Smile like “50 Sheets of Saturation” 💦
Alliteration
make you lick your ...bookmark
Mid Masturbation,
moan manuscript, like...
#love
#sex
#WritingPoetry
416 reads
8 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2018 10:34pm
22nd Nov 2018 10:34pm
Who Shot The Rose?
One more dreamer
Flower girl
Peddling promise
Pistoled
One less rose scented sidewalk
to shepherd the senseless
into sanctuary
Hit by a stray bullet
NRA to save bullets?
She tried to write away bullets
Award winning writer rose called Parks
Little Rosa Parks
Front seat, furious for freedom
Dodging delinquent gunfire daily ...
Flower girl
Peddling promise
Pistoled
One less rose scented sidewalk
to shepherd the senseless
into sanctuary
Hit by a stray bullet
NRA to save bullets?
She tried to write away bullets
Award winning writer rose called Parks
Little Rosa Parks
Front seat, furious for freedom
Dodging delinquent gunfire daily ...
#GunControl
376 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Nov 2018 1:21pm
21st Nov 2018 1:21pm
Be Yourself Woman
There are too many women brushing bitterness out of their hair
in despair
touching up tear drops on their foundation but the cracks are too deep
how she weeps
no wonder why women take so long in the restroom
Perk your breast
Fix your mess room
20 pounds too large
20 pounds too light
Until they are hallow
All for a LIKE or a FOLLOW
telling people that her scars are beauty marks when there are
bruises buried behind the blush
a sad story you can’t hush
Glossy layer of insecurity ...
in despair
touching up tear drops on their foundation but the cracks are too deep
how she weeps
no wonder why women take so long in the restroom
Perk your breast
Fix your mess room
20 pounds too large
20 pounds too light
Until they are hallow
All for a LIKE or a FOLLOW
telling people that her scars are beauty marks when there are
bruises buried behind the blush
a sad story you can’t hush
Glossy layer of insecurity ...
#depression
#women
#feminism
376 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2018 4:02pm
14th Nov 2018 4:02pm
Find Yourself
Let me find myself
You Tangled in my strands
Puppeteering my smile
Let me find myself
Remove the locks between my fingers
hold my own hand for a moment
Let me find myself
think of myself like I’m someone special
Love myself for a minute
Let find myself
Before I get lost in you further
Before my heart is a murmur
Before my voice is also whisper
Let me find myself
IG: Nourish_Cruz
You Tangled in my strands
Puppeteering my smile
Let me find myself
Remove the locks between my fingers
hold my own hand for a moment
Let me find myself
think of myself like I’m someone special
Love myself for a minute
Let find myself
Before I get lost in you further
Before my heart is a murmur
Before my voice is also whisper
Let me find myself
IG: Nourish_Cruz
#love
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
355 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
14th Nov 2018 00:05am
14th Nov 2018 00:05am
No more black & blues, Orange
Poets place prisms in
People so pupils lose Prejudice
And white light becomes
A polychromatic presence of peace
We are hippie tie dye bring sunrise
playing congas in smeared war paint
Singing “We Shall Overcome”
with Joan Baez
Like King’s dream
On live stream
and Tupac’s black president
Pigmenting promise even after his position
MINORITIES,
We won the mother...
People so pupils lose Prejudice
And white light becomes
A polychromatic presence of peace
We are hippie tie dye bring sunrise
playing congas in smeared war paint
Singing “We Shall Overcome”
with Joan Baez
Like King’s dream
On live stream
and Tupac’s black president
Pigmenting promise even after his position
MINORITIES,
We won the mother...
#oppression
#GunControl
#peace #racism
#peace #racism
335 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
6th Nov 2018 00:06am
6th Nov 2018 00:06am
My Guardian
How many roads we squid and skid,
Like kids
We were free again
How my rocks hit our shields
Pots hit our 2 wheels
Yet we felt
INVINCIBLE
How many days we pushed the red line
And speed off like the race was
always ours to win
How many burn outs and rallies
just to watch some tires spin
We were
LIVING
It was just another sunny day fresh asphalt and full tank of gas
We were just cruising we weren’t even
hauling ass
It happened so fast
I looked in my mirror and he...
Like kids
We were free again
How my rocks hit our shields
Pots hit our 2 wheels
Yet we felt
INVINCIBLE
How many days we pushed the red line
And speed off like the race was
always ours to win
How many burn outs and rallies
just to watch some tires spin
We were
LIVING
It was just another sunny day fresh asphalt and full tank of gas
We were just cruising we weren’t even
hauling ass
It happened so fast
I looked in my mirror and he...
#friendship
#death
#LifeCycle #support
#LifeCycle #support
331 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2018 4:14am
3rd Nov 2018 4:14am
Gun Control
I keep telling myself,
one day I will take a gun out of a child’s mind and put a pen in their hand
so they can massacre their negative feelings
Before one more mother has to burry her baby
There are bullies
Picking away at more than childhood acne
A 9 year old killed himself!
Not because he was gay
Because no one taught the straight kids how to appreciate the beauty in different
When was the last time
you all sat at the kitchen table
motivated your child until they...
one day I will take a gun out of a child’s mind and put a pen in their hand
so they can massacre their negative feelings
Before one more mother has to burry her baby
There are bullies
Picking away at more than childhood acne
A 9 year old killed himself!
Not because he was gay
Because no one taught the straight kids how to appreciate the beauty in different
When was the last time
you all sat at the kitchen table
motivated your child until they...
#children
#GunControl
#peace
417 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Oct 2018 5:13pm
29th Oct 2018 5:13pm
Queen of Sodomy -Lesbian Love
Jesus was the king of the Jews
And I was the Queen of Sodomy
Dodging brimstone
Because they couldn’t see the God in me
Like I’m Judas’s Progeny
Walking down the crooked path
Into the hell Christians said I would go
Carrying my rainbow
While the public threw “Fag, Dyke & Fruit” at me
On trial like they tossed at suit at me
Homophobic soldiers pierced eyes
like I’m only birth thighs
from a distance
met with resistance
Mad because they couldn’t nail me
hateful like if I crossed them ...
And I was the Queen of Sodomy
Dodging brimstone
Because they couldn’t see the God in me
Like I’m Judas’s Progeny
Walking down the crooked path
Into the hell Christians said I would go
Carrying my rainbow
While the public threw “Fag, Dyke & Fruit” at me
On trial like they tossed at suit at me
Homophobic soldiers pierced eyes
like I’m only birth thighs
from a distance
met with resistance
Mad because they couldn’t nail me
hateful like if I crossed them ...
#love
#lesbian
#faith
#LGBT
#religion
443 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2018 2:57am
23rd Oct 2018 2:57am
She Was The One
On our first day,
She was the light of tomorrow
Like a walking sunrise
Long before her warmth touched my skin
Picturesque
I traced her smile 3 times in the moonlight
to make sure I wasn't dreaming
to make sure I felt this meaning
Couldn't have wished this on a shooting star
...She was Sirius and Sun
She was the one.
IG: Nourish_Cruz
She was the light of tomorrow
Like a walking sunrise
Long before her warmth touched my skin
Picturesque
I traced her smile 3 times in the moonlight
to make sure I wasn't dreaming
to make sure I felt this meaning
Couldn't have wished this on a shooting star
...She was Sirius and Sun
She was the one.
IG: Nourish_Cruz
#love
#stars
348 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2018 2:22am
16th Oct 2018 2:22am
Stage 2 Breast Cancer Awareness
Stage 2
If I wore a dress
with a flattened chest
a pink ribbon where my bra used to be
with a weakened stride that I could not hide
would you still call me a Fighter?
Sometimes it still hurts
where my breast used to be
but I MADE IT!
I’m glad it’s O...ver
at the doctors for my check-up.
It’s back
in my lymph nodes.
Stage 3
My prayers
their prayers
I keep...
If I wore a dress
with a flattened chest
a pink ribbon where my bra used to be
with a weakened stride that I could not hide
would you still call me a Fighter?
Sometimes it still hurts
where my breast used to be
but I MADE IT!
I’m glad it’s O...ver
at the doctors for my check-up.
It’s back
in my lymph nodes.
Stage 3
My prayers
their prayers
I keep...
#strength
#LifeStruggles
#illness
380 reads
7 Comments
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